The mortal world, the country of Peng, the city of the sun.
The world has been pacified, and on the mainland, there is only one country and only one emperor.
The war ended, and the people lived in peace.
After decades of turmoil, the continent is finally thriving again.
From south to north, from east to west, the people sang the praises of the empress, using her as a goddess to come into the world and save the world.
In many places, shrines have been set up for the empress.
Next to the statue of the goddess of the empress, there is also a Wenqu star who descends to the earth, assisting the eternal virtuous appearance of the goddess, Fan Shen Fan Bochang.
When Fan Shen fell, he was only sixty-four years old.
In this world, he has lived more than the average life expectancy, but for the body that has been quietly conditioned by Zhusheng with pills and has been disease-free and painless, it is too short.
Those pills could indeed make his body stronger, but they couldn't stop him from depleting and aging.
As the prime minister of an empire, the pressure and workload that Fan Shen has endured for decades are far greater than ordinary people imagine.
It is not an exaggeration to say that you have done your best and done your best.
The policy of postponing the age of marriage for women has not yet had time to be implemented, and Fan Shen can no longer hold on.
His fall was not due to any illness, but simply because his life had come to an end naturally.
From the day when the qi was successfully introduced into the body, Zhusheng knew that sooner or later there would be such a day.
The partners around her will go before her sooner or later.
The first one to go will be Fan Shen, which is completely expected.
Zhusheng always thought that by that day, she could face it calmly.
But when this really happened, Takebu couldn't imagine that he would still be overwhelmed by this incident.
Is it because it's the first one or because it's Fan Shen In Fan Shen's last days, Zhusheng took off the emperor's robe and wore the simplest homely clothes to accompany him.
Fan Shen has a daughter and a son-in-law, and he even has a great-grandson, Lala has a large family, not counting his cousins, the Fan clan.
But in his last time, the empress was by his side, and no one was surprised.
Through the door, I couldn't hear what the two men were saying.
But as long as Fan Shen still has the strength, he has been talking to the empress.
Whispering, like a pair of lovers.
What he said was all about governing the country.
But there aren't many times like that.
Fan Shen began to fall into a coma for a long time, he was too old and weak to speak.
But Zhusheng didn't leave him for a moment.
Everyone else still needs to eat and rest, and Zhusheng never sleeps, staying by Fan Shen's side.
On this day, Fan Shen suddenly woke up, his cloudy eyes were clear again, and he had the strength to speak.
"Your Majesty."
"Hmm" "The minister has always had a question."
"What" "When the minister and His Majesty first met, His Majesty was thirteen years old, the year of the dancing spoon.
Is that really the case?"
"It's not."
"That" "I was reincarnated with the memories of my previous life, and the combined age of the two lives is older than you."
"Sure enough," Fan Shen suddenly said.
A smile appeared on his wrinkled face.
"That's fine."
He said.
He slowly stretched out his hand.
Takebu also stretched out his hand.
After knowing each other for more than 30 years, Zhusheng and Fan Shen's hands finally shook together.
"Takesheng."
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"Hmm" "My life's ambitions, assisting Mingjun, and being a great minister, have all been realized, and I have no regrets."
"Hmm."
"I have a second wife, and I am as wise as a pearl.
I have a daughter who is independent.
No regrets. ” "Hmm."
In this life, what are the regrets?
Regret to meet too late No, not sorry.
It's never too late to meet you.
It's an unexpected blessing to know you.
What to regret and rejoice?
When Fan Ling, Du Cheng and their eldest son were called into the room to listen to Fan Shen's last words, no one dared to look at the hands that were clasped together and their fingers were interlocked.
Later, the grandchildren were also called in to say goodbye to their maternal grandfather, and then the clansmen were close to the branch.
As the people waited in the courtroom, there was a sudden cry in the room.
From then on, the people all knelt down and wept together.
The first to retire are the clansmen, and then the grandchildren.
After a long time, Du Chun, the eldest of the grandchildren, withdrew with red eyes.
After a long time, Fan Bochang's son-in-law Yongping waited for Du Cheng to withdraw.
The crowd gathered around and whispered when the decorating would begin.
Du Cheng shook his head and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty refuses to let go" However, no matter how reluctant Zhusheng was to let go, Fan Shen went after all.
Behind Fan Shen, he was extremely sad.
The empress personally gave him a word "Wen".
Fan Bochang is the founder of the country, and he deserves the word "Wen", and no one has any objections.
However, the empress returned from the prime minister's mansion and locked herself in the study, and did not go to court for seven days, although the prime ministers were envious, they could not accept it.
However, no one could persuade the empress, and even the crown prince retreated in vain.
Zhusheng didn't sit in her own seat, she kept sitting on the left side of the first seat, the prime minister's seat.
The bookcase was made of precious rosewood, and the color became darker the older the years.
Because it has been used for too long, it has lost its edges and corners, but it is covered with a layer of oily pulp.
Looking at it, there is a sense of time deposited.
Fan Shen likes this bookcase, he has never changed it.
He once stroked the book case and said, "This is my companion."
It's a joke, but it's also a fact.
Fan Shen stayed in front of this book case for longer and longer than he stayed in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The long folded page now spread on the bookcase is Fan Shen's testament.
The handwriting was familiar, it was written by Fan Shen himself, and he should have prepared it when he noticed that his body was becoming more and more weak.
The testament is very long, because Fan Shen has too many things to explain.
This empire was fought by Zhusheng, but it was supported by Fan Shen.
The night was already deep, and the crystal lights on the beams shone as brightly as day.
Zhusheng stared at the familiar handwriting, motionless.
The door of the study was suddenly pushed open, and the majestic figure of the man stood outside the door.
He stepped over the threshold, walked in, and walked all the way to Zhusheng's side.
He crouched down, stared at Zhusheng, shocked, and hugged her.
"Sister," he said, "don't do that. ” It is well known that Takebu has always been extremely well maintained.
But just now, he was shocked to find that there were gray hairs on her sideburns, and there were dense fine lines at the corners of her eyes.
Fan Shenzhi's death actually made her look old.
The man's arms and arms were familiar.
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For many years, they were all close and like one.
But later, more and more of his own ideas, they drifted apart.
But in this world, he is one of the few people who are qualified to talk to her about Fan Shen and share the memories of those encounters and acquaintances with her.
"Ah Qi," she whispered to him.
Her tears finally slid down her cheeks, silently.
Seven swords love the tough Zhusheng, he once thought that he couldn't accept her weakness.
But when he saw such a fragile bamboo for the first time, he just wanted to hold her tighter.
It had been many years since she had given him the opportunity to hug her like this. has been for many years, and she only calls him "Zhao Feng".
If he could turn back time and go back to those things, he would be willing to make a different choice for her.
He doesn't think he's done wrong.
It's too expensive to lose her just for those things.
But reality turned out that it was impossible to turn back the clock.
Because Zhusheng said: "I want you to guard the southern continent for me." ” Xiaojiuhuan is not square or round, slightly narrow and long, from north to south, can be divided into three sections: North Continent, Middle Continent and South Continent.
The city of the sun is in the middle of the continent.
"I want you to guard the Southern Continent, An Luhou and his eldest son to guard the Northern Continent, and Ah Cheng to guard the Central Continent."
Chikubu Road.
Becoming a feudal official may be the dream of many people, but it is not Zhao Feng's.
Zhao Feng's ambition is in the center.
Because there is Zhusheng here, and Zhusheng and his son.
Instead, Zhusheng chose Du Cheng to protect their son.
The tears on her cheeks were still there, and she spoke of such a ruthless decision.
Zhao Feng was cold.
"This is," he said, looking at the testament on the bookcase, "what Fan Bochang meant" "It's his, it's mine."
Chikubu Road.
Zhao Feng let go of her and laughed angrily: "If he dies, he will pit me" Zhusheng said: "He has been loyal to the state all his life and has no selfish intentions. ” Zhao Feng gritted his teeth and smiled: "Unselfish, Fan Bochang has been coveting you and jealous of me all his life."
He's hated me for a long time and wanted to kill him."
Zhao Feng knows best how tormenting the word "jealousy" is.
Just like when Zhusheng abandoned him and summoned Simei into the palace.
He bought off Simei's side and knew her and their every move.
The more I knew, the more I was tormented by the word jealousy day and night.
But at this moment, thinking that Fan Shen, an old thing, couldn't ask for it all his life, he must be jealous and crazy, and he was so jealous that he was happy His thoughts were unabashedly expressed on his face and in his eyes.
A crisp sound of "pop" sounded in the hall.
Zhusheng's hand was slender and white, but the force of the slap made blood flow from the corner of Zhao Feng's mouth.
Zhao Feng stared at Zhusheng.
There was a deathly silence in the temple.
"You saved him, you defended him with your life.
He never forgets.
Zhusheng said slowly, "Therefore, he will give you a word."
I really hope you and I are okay always.
But you can't understand his hard work after all.
You don't understand me at all. ” Zhao Feng stared at Zhusheng's eyes and said, "In your heart, how could you have allowed me to step into" He wiped the blood from his lips, stood up, and turned to leave.
Zhusheng looked at the empty temple door and felt an indescribable strange weakness.
In just a few moments, there were a few more strands of white hair on her sideburns, and there were a few more wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
She didn't know that this kind of situation, in the Dao Fa, was the appearance of a frustrated state of mind, and this appearance was called "decline".
There was another figure outside the temple gate.
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The figure also crossed the threshold and walked towards her.
Black boots, black pants, black corners.
In Changning Palace, there is only one person, who only wears black all year round.
The pale pupil walked up to her and stared at her "decaying" appearance.
He didn't open his mouth for many years, and when he opened his mouth, there was an ugly sound like gold and stone.
The non-human voice said, "Chop" Like a thunderclap above Zhusheng's head, it cleared her chaotic altar and made her feel empowered in an instant I see.
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